Headlights Look Like Diamonds

I like looking at cars at night time. They look different. Cleaner. They look like Diamonds.

I might have seen a diamond. I don’t know. I am pretty sure I have. I know I saw a program that talked of diamonds. They showed people. People in White shirts. People at Work. These People Sort. They Sort Diamonds. Lots. I think I stopped thinking I cared after. For Diamonds I mean. The Real Ones.

Headlights look like Diamonds.

They are My Diamonds. I would share. I am happy to. When I see my Night Diamonds, I am blind. Blind with White. Then my diamonds are next to me. And I see again. I see a person. This person is looking. They are always looking. Looking for diamonds I suppose. I smile and wave. Just in case.

Just in case they feel like not looking. Not clutching the wheel.

Headlights look like Diamonds.